Breaking Dishes
Title: ‘Breaking Dishes’
Author: star_drop8
Length: One-shot
Character(s): Dbsk (three of the members)
Pairing: main= Jaeho, side of Jaemin
Rating: R for language and content (most likely)
Genre: Crack>>?? Undecided. You decide.
Summary: waiting up for him. He can’t take it anymore. Where has his boyfriend gone? Why isn’t he home now, at three in the morning? Nothing to do. Losing his patience, he decides to throw a tantrum, trashing everything, waiting for his boyfriend’s return. His boyfriend?? Enjoying a little ‘night cap’ with another…..
First it starts with a dish. Then furniture. What will this lead to? Will his suspicions of his boyfriend be proven to be true?
A/n:**Inspiration: Rihanna's 'breaking dishes'
-“Hello?”
-“Jae-“
-“I’m sorry, I’m not here at the moment. Most likely I’m busy. Make sure to leave your contact information and I’ll be sure to get back to you.”
It was Jaejoong’s answering machine. Yunho hastily, hung up the phone, setting it on the coffee table. “Yeah, you’re busy alright…” Yunho mumbled. “You’ve been busy for the past two weeks.” He glanced at the clock. 2:30 o’clock in the morning. “An hour to go Jaejoong...” Yunho tapped his fingers against the glass, taking a sip from his mug. A new routine he has taken accustomed to, since Jaejoong has been coming home at three-thirty in the morning for quite some time now. Jaejoong had told him that he would ‘supposedly’ be working overtime at the office. “But, for two weeks straight?” Yunho asked himself. “I’m not that naive Jaejoong.” He scoffed, twirling his finger around the rim of his mug, creating rings in his coffee. “Come home Jaejoong…” Yunho gritted through clamped teeth.
***
-“Don’t you think I should’ve answered his call?” He asked, as his hands roamed the torso of his co-worker. A harsh push and he found himself on top of his desk. “It’s our time now. You’ll see him in a few, Jaejoong.” The other told him, knocking all papers and documents aside. Jaejoong quickly sat up at the sight of his works floating onto the floor. “Those are important for my next case!” Another push. The taller male leaned over him, blowing into his ear. “I’m your new case for the time being. But, I don’t want you to prove me innocent. Prove me guilty.” Jaejoong felt his shirt being slowly unbuttoned, as a soft breeze nipped at his bareness. He pulled the taller man into a kiss, creating a slight moan.
-“Oh Jae-“
***
-“Joong!!” Yunho yelled. The clock read 3:00 o’clock. “Your food has gotten cold. Don’t you care?” He asked out loud, waltzing into the kitchen, poking at the food with his fork. “Don’t you know you have someone here, at home, waiting for you?!” He took the plate into his hand. He heard a beep sound. Knowing where the source of the sound was, he headed into the room, seeing that Jaejoong had an unread message on the computer, from earlier today. ‘See you tonight.’ The message read. It was from someone by the name of- “Chang-“
***
-“Min!! Oh!!” Jaejoong tilted his head back as the taller man jerked him harder. The friction becoming more unbearable as he wanted the other to take him, right there and then. “Now!! Changmin, now!!” Jaejoong demanded. Changmin stood up, holding ‘himself’ up in his hands. “First you must give me the verdict.” Jaejoong turned around onto his knees, on the desk, crawling up to where Changmin was standing. “I find you to be guilty. Guilty of seducing me into fucking you on a night like this. Here is your punishment.” Jaejoong took Changmin’s hardness into his hands, licking rapidly at the tip. Changmin shut his eyes tightly as a loud groan reached the surface of his lips.
-“Oh my-“
***
-“GOD!!!” Yunho, remembering he had the plate of food in his hand, threw it across the room. An assortment of different colors of the cold dinner, splattered onto the wall. Heavily exasperating, Yunho clenched his fists. “That felt good.” He noted aloud as he made his way back on into the kitchen, taking a handful of more plates. The sound of dishes, plates, spoons, cups being thrown against anything that was in view, filled up the house.
“I-“He picked up another plate.
“Knew-“He lifted it above his head.
“He-“He threw the plate at a picture of Jaejoong and himself.
“Was-“Yunho watched in amazement as the plate shattered into pieces; the glass of the picture cracking at the force he had put into throwing the plate.
-“Lying.” Yunho stretched his neck, walking out of the kitchen with a knife. “That wasn’t enough to calm me. I’ll make sure when Jaejoong returns from ‘work’, he’ll be greeted with a nice ‘homely’ welcome.” Yunho took the knife and slashed the cushions of the sofa, turning the coffee table over, causing it to break. “This feels so-“
***
-“Good!!” Jaejoong dug his nails into Changmin’s back, taking in each thrust Changmin delivered, quickly and roughly. “Hang in there Jaejoong. Don’t let yourself go just yet.” Changmin said as he breathed rapidly at the brushing of skin-against-skin.
“Ugh!! Jaejoong! I’m about to-“
***
-“Lose it!!” Yunho took a bite angrily into his chicken. “Hmph. Tastes good. But, not as good as you Jaejoong. Come home.” Yunho mumbled, putting the chicken closer to the fire. “It needs to cook a bit more…” Yunho took a match, lit it, throwing it into the already started fire. “Aish….even as they burn…the scent of your clothes smell so-“
**
-“Good!!” Changmin gasped for breath as he pulled his pants up. “Same time again, tomorrow?” Changmin winked before leaving out of the office. “See you then.” Jaejoong smirked, fixing the collar to his shirt. “Yunho.” Jaejoong sighed, before straightening himself up. “I’m coming-“
**
-“Home!! Get your ass home Jaejoong!!” Yunho kicked the television over. Larges sparks of electricity flew out of its screen. “Come-“
**
-“Home!!” Jaejoong called out cheerfully. But, as soon as he took a look around him, his face dropped into a confused look. “Yunho…what’s-“
-“That smell… on your shirt?!” Yunho asked Jaejoong, grabbing onto the hem of Jaejoong’s shirt. Yunho could smell the foreign substance. It was that, of another. “Did Changmin’s smell rub off you?” Jaejoong’s eyes popped wide open at the sudden bold question. “I wonder if his body rubbed off you as well.” Yunho commented. He then took a third glimpse at the clock. “Three-thirty. Just in time Jaejoong. I was having a barbeque.” Yunho pointed to the pile of clothes that were on fire.
-“Oh my god, my clothes!!” Jaejoong ran into the bathroom, coming back with a bucket of water, splashing it onto the clothes. “What the hell is wrong with-“
-“You!!” Yunho pointed at Jaejoong angrily. “You think I haven’t caught on to your lies? Oh let me not be so rude! How was work DEAR?” Yunho sneered at Jaejoong. Jaejoong quickly launched himself onto Yunho, pounding on him. “Get off me!!” Yunho pried himself from Jaejoong.
-“Are you out of your mind?! Those are my clothes!!” Jaejoong wailed. Yunho shrugged before taking a hold of Jaejoong’s member through his pants. “And this,” Yunho gritted. “Was supposed to be mine!” Yunho pushed Jaejoong, causing the smaller man to lose his balance, stumbling against the flower pot, causing it to smash. Jaejoong, not saying a word, ran into the room and took a pile of Yunho’s Clothing.
-“What are you going to do with that?” Yunho asked suspiciously as he eyed Jaejoong walking into the kitchen. Jaejoong turned around. “Aren’t you starving? Let me make you something!” Jaejoong threw Yunho’s pile of clothing into the oven, setting the temperature on its highest. “It’s my special!! Yunho's clothes soufflé!!” Jaejoong remarked wittingly.
-“Ok Jaejoong. If this is how you want to end it.” Yunho lifted a picture off the wall, throwing it towards Jaejoong’s way. “Take it all! I don’t want any of it, if it has to do with you!” Yunho yelled, another picture heading Jaejoong’s way. Luckily, Jaejoong dodged. Yunho huffed as he let his arms go limp at his sides. “What’s that smell?” Yunho sniffed the air around them.
-“OH MY GOD!! THE STOVE!!” The kitchen became engulfed in smoke. “I can see!!” Jaejoong called out to Yunho. Yunho pulled Jaejoong with him, leading him out of the house.
Once outside, Yunho and Jaejoong watched helplessly as flames burst out of the windows, fire breaking out everywhere in the house. Soon sirens were heard as the police and firemen reached the scene.
-“Gentlemen, we’ve gotten a few calls from neighbors complaining of noise coming from your house.” An officer informed them. “And as I see, you two are the ones responsible for the fire.” The officer assumed. Yunho and Jaejoong quickly pointed fingers at each other, both saying at the same time: “It’s his fault!!”
-“Looks like we’re going to have to take you in for disturbing the piece and destruction of property. Cuff them.” The officer ordered as Yunho and Jaejoong were handcuffed. The firemen were struggling to put out, the fire.
-“Officer! But, this is our property!!” Jaejoong shouted, being pushed into the car beside Yunho.
-“Correction. It WAS our property.” Yunho snorted. Jaejoong looked up at their house. “Now it’s up in flames…” Jaejoong whispered.
-“Hmph. Just like our relationship.” Yunho mumbled as the police car drove away.